"Well true morfe, but...d'you ever get that feeling that it's a means to an end"
I must say I don't! I believe that everything is cyclical, not recurring, but rythmic, morphological. I can't conceive of a linear scheme of 'progress'.
If we go to the stars, then that's our destiny, but not an end. I would argue that I'm more of a realist. Are we ready for the stars whilst we are fucking up our own paradise? According to scientific data, I would wager we are statistically nearer extinction than we are likely to find and colonise another solar system anytime soon. Remembering that we have spent ooooodles of millenia adapting to the Earth. We are part of it. Our minds may believe in the ever-present carrot theory. But I think that's also risking missing the enjoyment and harmony of life in a place that is perfect for us. The *being*. Redefining science will take excatly the amount of time it takes for science to try and become the same as nature. And that's a long long long time away. I would say that people don't just want science. There is spirit. There is soul. Science will 'discover' this when it becomes more adept at emulating the infinitessimal morphological processes that are the pattern of life and creation, and realises that the 'idea' behind the form existed before the form. Life draws life to itself. Much of our science is so unearthly death-like in it's regimen and results that it becomes a self-serving nihilism. That's just the way I see it.
Popular Science journal, this week decided to report that the bird is better than us at flying.
Centuries ago the scientist Goethe broke away from the mainstream to urge people to 'see flying' not to 'see a bird flying'. By this he meant to see the process and idea behind flying, on the level of a bird, the *being* of 'flying'. We may not have unsophisticated rigid aerofoils today if we hadn't first forced our way through the air at jetspeed. We may have developed lightweight mechanical response systems and a morphing wing structure that maximised the air currents, responding subtley and reaping and *being* the wind at once. That's why I can and do watch a Magnificent Frigate Bird staying airborn for days, on the sustenance of a few fish. I have faith in nature. I know people travel in boxes and walk on 'stepping machines'. The problem lies in our industrial-techno arrogance, that walking is for saps not homosaps. The shame of it. I'm all for progress, as long as progress also means being the best we can *be*.
Long live enquiry.
Long live U! Long may we cherish this land :-)
